Never See You Again (Sergio and Maeve) novel Chapter 235

Chapter 235 

Maeve smiled slightly. “Alright, I’ll go back with you.” 

Larry stepped aside, allowing Maeve to walk out. Halfway down the hall, Maeve paused and asked, “Has Clara been trying to contact Mr. Brooks recently?” 

Larry nodded. “Yes, Ms. Stewart has called me a few times. But as per Mr. Brooks‘ instructions, I didn’t respond.” 

“Alright, I understand.” A smile appeared on Maeve’s face. 

So, Clara was still trying to cling to Sergio, the sugar daddy. Well, it made sense. She was desperate, and Sergio was probably her only hope. 

Larry noted Maeve’s sudden interest in Clara and quickly said, “Madam, Mr. Brooks has truly decided to cut ties with Ms. Stewart. You might not know this, but he only took her to those events to make you jealous.” 

“You don’t need to explain. I already know.” Maeve gave a faint smile. Larry was momentarily taken aback by her expression. 

He had sensed that Maeve had changed, but now he realized why. She no longer held Sergio in her heart. 

As night fell, Clara sneaked into a narrow alley after fleeing from the dinner. It was empty. She was fully covered as she made sure that she was unrecognizable. 

Reaching the end of the alley, she mustered up her courage and used a key to unlock a door. 

“Who is it? Who’s there?” a woman’s sharp voice care from inside. 

It was a ramshackle courtyard with each room separated by a thin partition. The entire room was barely 50 square feet. 

At night, it was pitch dark. Without a lamp, even during the day, it was impossible to see anything. 

Clara slowly walked into the dark room. 

Places like this, where the poor lived, only cost 50 dollars a month in rent. Nowhere else in the city could such a dilapidated place be found. 

Yet, despite its condition, the poor flocked to rent a place there. Because if they didn’t live here, they would be on the streets with their families. 

Upon hearing footsteps, the woman knelt in fear. She kept bowing repeatedly as she said, “I don’t have any money. Please, don’t hit me!” 

Clara tumed on the lamp. The woman was cowering in the corner. She looked up and saw Clara’s face.